Master of Science and Technology

Lin Mumu just said to Ye Zan that he couldn't bear the matter, and it turned out to be himself. He looked at Ye Zan resentfully, he walked to the front in two steps, his chest was raised, and he rushed to the other side and said, "That's right, it's my hand, how about it!"

"Well, my brother came to challenge in accordance with the rules, but you stabbed him with a spear, and here you are just for justice." The brother said rightly.

"Oh, how do you want to be fair?" Lin Mumu smiled, and seemed to ask with interest.

"My two are better than the last one. If you lose, let the cave out and apologize to my brother." The brother said without hesitation, it seems that he is quite confident in his strength.

However, it is no wonder that in this mountain of Taoism, there is basically such a rule. The lower the Dongfu residence, the more powerful it is. The tree-lined Dongfu actually ranks at the top, obviously not very powerful.

"Oh, I'm so embarrassed, I have given him to this cave." Lin Mumu said, pointing to Ye Zan next to him, but then said: "But you don't have to be disappointed, I also have a cave house, and if you can win me, it's fine for you. "

The brother suddenly frowned when he heard this, and said in a deep voice, "If you want to play tricks afterwards, if you just find a cave house afterwards, I'll have to believe that you can't do it!"

"Hey, my Dongfu is not on top. If you can win me, you will naturally know where. But if you lose, I do n’t want your Dongfu, but you have to give me a good time to live on top "Lin Mumu didn't say where his Dongfu was. If he said it, he might scare the other side away. How can the position of the Dongfu be freely disciples.

"Well, it's useless to say, let's see the real chapter on your hands, dare you come down with me!" The brother said, jumping off the small platform, and fluttering to the square below.

"We are waiting for you from the bottom down. If you are brave enough, come down." The beaten-up brother uttered a harsh word, and immediately followed the brother to jump off the platform.

On the small platform at the entrance of Shidong, there were only two trees, Yemu and Yezan.

Lin Mumu glanced at Ye Zan, and said with some resentment: "Brother Ye, this is all up to you, so you just watch the movie next to you."

Ye Zan nodded and said for granted: "Yes, now you know, you see the wrong person."

Ye Zan didn't really want to stay out of it, and he couldn't stay out of it. After all, it was him who offended the Star Sect, not the unlucky trees. However, Ye Zan did not mind taking this opportunity to see the skill of the forest trees and look at the means of the Da Zongzong School.

"Well, I really misread you. You and my sister are really a good match!" Lin Mumu said this and jumped off the platform.

Ye Zan heard what Lin Mumu said, but he couldn't help but feel cold for a while. The sister of Lin Mumu was actually a demon, so his brother and sister had such a comment!

When Ye Zan came to the lower square, Lin Mumu and the elder brother stood facing each other, and there wasn't anyone watching it lively. Obviously everyone was accustomed to this kind of thing.

"Hua Yunzong Wang Mingzhi, please advise!" The fellow reported himself, and pulled a sword in his hand.

"You're welcome, then I'll show you." Lin Mumu did not sign up, but it was a gift to bow.

If Lin Mumu became famous, it is estimated that this game will not be necessary, unless the other party has not heard of Da Zongzong. But this Hua Yunzong is also an old second-rate sect. I have never heard of the possibility of the Great Freedom Sect. After all, not everyone is as ignorant as Ye Zan.

It's just that the approach of the trees is obviously rude to the other party. The Wang Mingzhi snorted coldly, and then said nothing, the sword in his hand passed, and a sword light pierced the forest trees.

Although the foundation can be used to make the flying sword, basically few people will use flying sword to fight the enemy. Consumption of Zhenyuan is on one hand, and it is not as comfortable as carrying swords by hand. This "freedom" does not refer to the move, but the cooperation of the mind.

When the sword is out of hand, there will be a lot of weaknesses. Those weaknesses cannot be covered up by repairing the foundation. Therefore, when the monks who build the foundation use flying swords, they often face some opponents that are obviously inferior to their own.

To put it bluntly, the power of an attack depends on how much energy you give it. The sword can constantly replenish energy in its hands, and it can freely control the output of energy. But if the sword is off, it will interrupt the input of subsequent energy, and it can only rely on the initial injected energy, unless the sword is already a magic weapon.

This Wang Yunzhi of Hua Yunzong still has some skills. The sword technique was unfolded, but he faintly took a bit of sword intention. You know, even in this mountain of Tao, not everyone is able to understand the artistic conception in the end.

As Wang Mingzhi's swordsmanship unfolded, the sword was like a turbulent wave, one layer after another, and struck endlessly towards the trees. Vaguely, it feels like a stormy sea, as if the forest tree has become a small boat whose leaves are to be broken by the huge waves.

However, Lin Mumu did not even pull his sword, and seemed to be walking leisurely. As the so-called "advancement and retreat are not hindered ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ heart is troubled, it is to be at ease", the performance of this tree is really comfortable.

Wang Mingzhi is not stupid. He knew that this operation was wrong. The strength of the opponent was far beyond his expectations. However, at this time, it does not mean that you can step down from stepping down. You have to make an appointment, and you have to fight with tears.

Ye Zan watched the battle beside him. At first, he was also surprised by the strength of the forest trees. At least it would not be so easy for him to get up. How should he fight back. But looking at it, Ye Zan seemed to see something, and the expression on his face gradually became strange.

The battle on the court was still going on, but Wang Mingzhi saw the other side for a while and resolutely changed a set of swordsmanship, but this time there was a mood of water dripping through the stone. That one sword, one sword, didn't seem fast, but it showed immense resilience, and there was an unwillingness to swear.

But looking at the forest trees is still the same as before. The leisurely court walks in Jianguang generally, and there are some feelings of "over a million flowers, leaves do not touch the body."

But you fight back!

Not to mention Ye Zan watching the battle beside him, even Wang Mingzhi seemed a little anxious. There must be a limit to playing against your opponent. Is it necessary to have your opponent throw a sword and give in?

I don't believe it! Wang Mingzhi hated his teeth secretly, and then the sword changed again. Thousands of swords of light, like storms, swept away towards the trees, as if they were going to stab the opponent into a sieve.

"Don't you admit to losing?" Lin Mumu was constantly responding, walking through the sword rain, and asked the other one in the mood.

Wang Mingzhi was anxious to tear each other, but at this time he suddenly found that his true yuan had already been exhausted. This is incredible. How long has it elapsed, when has your true Yuan been so useless?